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“Mumbai Love ” by Anudev Singh

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The story begins, when a small town boy first time , goes to Mumbai. He has never seen buildings, Malls and has never travelled alone. His journey towards Mumbai starts when his father gets transfered in Mumbai. Soon he goes with his father for his college education. A boy who doesn't how to speak with girls, always stays away from girls. Finally he reaches Mumbai and gets admission in Siddharth College. The process of college admissions is like becoming a doctor. So difficult for a small town boy like me to get admission and...

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“EDINBURGH IN ASHES” by Emmeline Bisiikwa

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It all started with COVID-19. The whole world was crumbling, and everyone was wondering what was going to happen. Most worried if they would have their jobs, If they could travel to see their friends after it all ended. What no one imagined came close to reality. They couldn't imagine that it was only the beginning and that it would end the world. It started with a new surge in cases when the world was sure the virus had waned. Then the doctors noticed something alarming. Those that got it before were immune, and those that hadn't go...

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“Horns” by Abby Morris

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I used to not be scared of the dark. Back when Mamma was alive, and the birds sang in the trees. Now everything is just translucent shades of black, white, and gray around here. As I write, I am looking out on the dreary burgundy barn that used to glower a brilliant red. When Mamma was here, that is. My name is Angel Brooks, and I live in a city named Warren. Back in the '70s and '80s, this old town was a prime location to raise a family. There were plenty of jobs, admirable suburbs, and restaurants were bustling with hungry patrons.&n...

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“Chan Eastwood” by Abha Kashyap

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CHAN EASTWOOD The city had come up on hillock slope and down near the base was the restaurant of Chan Soft, a lovely lady with Mongolian features. Eastwood a white who rarely visited her restaurant was sipping gin and looking outside to have a glimpse of the City. Furious from above the dark clouds in vanity, enough of the fighter’s spirit, had crumbled the buildings with their raindrops. The downpour had reduced the visible to only few meters. It was seventh day of raining and everyone was convinced th...

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“Eco Warriors” by Sara Blanch

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Jeremy watched the young woman's facial expressions change rapidly as she engaged in a clearly heated telepathic conversation with her guardian. Her pearly luminescent hair glowed softly in the ghostly moonlight, the starry sky above them reflecting off the nearby lake creating a peaceful image that juxtaposed the events of the evening. How could his life change so dramatically in just a few hours? Earlier that day his biggest concerns had been getting a job after university or friendship difficulties...now his main concern was where t...

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“Against the Sun” by Renee Nadine

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Trigger warning: attempted rape, assault Aylen picks through her bag with dirty fingernails on weather-worn and calloused fingers. Scavenged smaller essentials dodge them: tweezers, a rusty pen light, small tight wads of tissue balled up. Her hand moves mindlessly, feeling for the shape, and closes over a small tube with letters faded almost white on the peeling label. She removes the cap and carefully, sparingly, blots lip balm on her dry lips. She drops the tube back into the bag. Overhead the sun blazes l...

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“Why Do I Keep Breathing? / Videotape” by J. Shire

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Inhale.And so, the air we breathe no longer offers vitality; it kills as much as it takes life. It reeks of burning metal, the dampness of abandoned concrete buildings, and the unholy aroma of rotten flesh. The air is death. Every inhale is a step closer to seeing your God. Jesus Christ, Buddha, Vishnu, Allah, it doesn’t even matter, everyone is painfully desperate to see what’s on the other side. These days, the thought dying is more of a relief than a worrisome burden. “There is nothing left to live for,” a friend of mine would say ev...

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“Ink” by Ioana Burlacu

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Luanna woke up. A warm sunray was tickling her nose and she wanted to sneeze, but Jace was still sleeping beside her. The room was covered in a dim light and she could only hear Jace breathing. She smiled at him and dove back into the white sheets, next to the man she loved. He made a sleepy grunt and reached for Luannas’ waist and pulled her closer to him. There. Surrounded by the warmth of his body, Luanna fell asleep again. These memories kept her going, kept her sane. Luanna was no longer in her cozy bed back in New York, she was walk...

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“The Plunge” by Sadie Black

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Author's note: This is one part of the Melted collection. These stories can be read individually or in any order."Got everything?" asked Tucker yet again."And then some!" Christina had been prepared for years. Like any sane person (and there would be very few of them left now) she was upset that the Doomsday Clock had struck midnight. Despite herself, Christina was almost excited. For years, she had carefully stocked the bunker with canned goods, food, water, entertainment, and first aid kits. A triple-layered zero particulate air filter sys...

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“...Somewhere Among The Stars” by Rebecca Pebble

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“If I would’ve known what was coming down the pike, I suppose I wouldn’t have wasted all those days worrying about what was out of my control. Then again, if I had known what was coming, I might have wasted those days more worried than ever. It’s this dichotomy that keeps life rich and interesting. At least for me, anyway. For the rest of humanity, I don’t know what motivates them to keep breathing, keep existing…” ***“That’s enough for today,” I thought to myself as I placed my overly worn journal down on the wooden floor. ...

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“Hope's Halo” by Suhi Rohin

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This world had always been a prison of solitude splattered with blues, purples, reds and grays. Bruises and pain. You were the last brilliant streak of gold. So warm. Like how I imagined the sun would have felt like once upon a time as my brothers have told me. I reached towards the reflection sitting atop the Silver River. The poison tapped water rippled out of a point at my chest where my heart would be if I had one. Well, I didn’t know that mine was absent…but there had also never been anyone to tell me that it was not. “Tell me Ayla,” I ...

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“Fran” by Montanna Swearingen

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My rifle is heavy. My belly is empty. And my mind is racing. I kick some rubble along with a tattered boot. There’s no reason for us to be here. The city cleared out years ago and looting began shortly after. Whatever Chick thinks we’re gonna find here, we won’t. The wind bites through the worn, cotton shirt I wear. My uncle used to tell me stories about the four seasons. How the bitter winter would give way to warmer days and blooming flowers. How the transitions were typically slow and comfortable. Of course that was before the war. The in...

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“Waking Up To Ash And Dust” by Steven Green

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Yui gazed through the window as the sky began its transition from black to a murky shade of grey.That which was illuminated was scarcely worth seeing.The entire world,at least her portion of it, was nothing but ash and destruction. She sensed the black dog of her despair begin its familiar encroachment,but fought it off by turning her scrutiny from the dismal view of the street back to her bed or,more specifically,the person snuggled within it. Lying there was the girl who was not only the love of her life,but the sole reason for conti...

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“A Gun, Again” by Daniel K

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Months of famine turned the world into an arena. What started as a cattle shortage soon became a global crisis with all countries refusing to cooperate with each other. Hunger and poverty were diseases that attacked one continent after the next. Paper money, once valuable, is an artifact of the past. Oil is now the only currency bartered with. Yet another commodity added to the long list of endangered resources. With all the world’s leading scientists and environmentalists predicting mass flooding and wildfires to break out, the most needed ...

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“HIS AND HERS” by Martina Flamini

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Girl After I stopped hearing all the noises, I came out of my hiding spot. I looked around. My house wasn’t as destroyed as I thought it was going to be. I worked so hard to buy it and decorate it just the way I had always dreamt. Photos that had been hung were on the floor. My once white sofa now looked like it was cow-print. Ugh. It would take forever to get those stains out. I felt stupid thinking of this, when more than half of the world’s population was dead. I carefully walked towards the door and opened it. I was not prepared ...

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Write a post-apocalyptic romance.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 196 stories

“Mumbai Love ” by Anudev Singh

“EDINBURGH IN ASHES” by Emmeline Bisiikwa

“Horns” by Abby Morris

“Chan Eastwood” by Abha Kashyap

“Eco Warriors” by Sara Blanch

“Against the Sun” by Renee Nadine

“Why Do I Keep Breathing? / Videotape” by J. Shire

“Ink” by Ioana Burlacu

“The Plunge” by Sadie Black

“...Somewhere Among The Stars” by Rebecca Pebble

“Hope's Halo” by Suhi Rohin

“Fran” by Montanna Swearingen

“Waking Up To Ash And Dust” by Steven Green

“A Gun, Again” by Daniel K

“HIS AND HERS” by Martina Flamini

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a funny post-apocalyptic story.

Write a post-apocalyptic story that features zombies.

Write a post-apocalyptic story triggered by climate change.

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